Under the volley of gunfire, the mercenaries stared in disbelief at the figure in the distance. Despite them having emptied their magazines, the figure was still quietly standing in place not far away.
Could we be hallucinating?
One of the mercenaries, with a nervous expression, switched on his bright flashlight.
What they witnessed before them instantly scared them out of their wits.
A young Easterner was staring at them with a frosty expression, yet he had a menacing smile on his lips. Moreover, he was holding Bells' large head in his hand!
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